The Old Stories
"No!" screams, loud sounds of falling objects, some people running and screaming for their lives when their huts caught fire, some men in troop armour with the YueYang's flag, pushed, kicked, and unhesitatingly drew their spears stabbed into the backs of the villagers who tried to fight, while the women were caught by the soldiers.
"Hurry up!"
Leaving little children crying helplessly sitting on the ground, even a little girl, still young, maybe around eight years old, crying while trying to pull the long spear that pierced the back of the man who fell on the ground, motionless, on the little girl's back, with a shabby cloth carrying a small baby who kept crying non-stop.
"Father, huks, father please wake up, father"
The same voice was heard in almost all places in the village, small villages with houses that had been devoured by the red rooster and victims with lifeless bodies lying on the road even outside their house.
"Please, don't hurt us!"